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Chapter 11 The third black lotus!(1/2)

Inside the Holy Fire Tomb!

Wu Shier bathed in the golden spring, and strands of essence penetrated into his flesh and blood and merged into his bone marrow.

His aura became stronger and stronger, and the blood power of the Daxia royal family began to awaken.

"Thank you for your accomplishment!"

Wu Shier woke up from his cultivation and turned around and bowed to the corpses in the golden spring.

It was only two days after entering the Holy Fire Tomb. The benefits he gained were unimaginable. His strength was greatly improved and his foundation became deeper.

Buzz...

In the golden spring, a wave came, and the ancient corpses gradually disappeared, as if fate had ended.

"It won't be long before I can hit the master." Wu Shier clenched his fists, full of confidence.

Once he entered the control, he really had a place at the headquarters of the Light Academy.

You know, even Ying Beichen, who is older than him, is in this realm.

He is still young. With his talent and the opportunity to enter the Holy Fire Tomb this time, he may enter the dominant in the future, and he can even comprehend the spiritual furnace and truly stand in the first echelon of this world.

"I don't know how he is..." Wu Shier looked in one direction.

Since that day, Wang Qiong has lost his trace, and he has stepped into the depths of the Holy Fire Tomb and has never appeared again.

"I heard that the deeper the tomb of the Holy Fire, the older the buried senior is. He will not..." Wu Shier's eyes were solemn and he muttered to himself.

The Holy Fire Tomb is the place where ancestors of all generations buried their bones.

There are great opportunities and great horrors here, and it will not be smooth sailing, especially some powerful ancestors do not want to be disturbed.

Rumble...

Suddenly, a terrible wave came from the depths of the Holy Fire Tomb.

Wu Shier's heart trembled suddenly and subconsciously looked up.

In the twisted space, a figure slowly walked towards him, emitting this fierce aura all over his body. His upper body was naked, his body was crystal clear, stained with blood, and seemed to have experienced a great battle.

"Wang...Senior Brother Wang..." Wu Shier couldn't help but say.

At this time, Wang Qiong was completely different from when he just came in. There was a huge power hidden in his body, like a giant beast dormant under the ocean, and even Wu Shier felt a little scared.

"He got a great opportunity in it!" Wu Shier instantly developed an association.

The deeper the tomb of Holy Fire is, the more dangerous it is, but the opportunities hidden are simply incomparable to the outside.

A madman like the butcher will naturally not be satisfied with hiding around the periphery.

He longed for power more than ever, especially after seeing the royal family known as the heavenly being.

Wang Qiong's pursuit of power has reached unprecedented madness.

"Senior Brother Wang!" Wu Shier flew over and looked at Wang Qiong seriously.

When he approached his body, the feeling of oppression became even more intense. Even he, who was carrying the blood of the Daxia royal family, wanted to escape.

"Yeah, it's not bad!" Wang Qiong glanced at him and said casually.

In a blink of an eye, the terrifying sense of oppression disappeared.

Wang Qiong's body was like a sea eye, restraining his breath, swallowing everything, and his bloodline became ordinary, no different from ordinary people.

Wu Shier was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little dazed.

It seemed that the feeling of oppression and fear just now was just an illusion, a big dream came and went without trace.

"I'm going out." Wang Qiong whispered.

"Go out?" Wu Shierqi said: "So quickly? There is still time. Senior brother can continue to stay here to practice."

Wang Qiong waved his hand: "It's no longer useful to me here."

Three days is indeed too short for ordinary people, but it is enough for Wang Qiong.

"The Yuanling Bone Forging Method" has a small success, and its bloodline evolves to reach spiritual blood!

The two major flame soldiers were also trained, and the reverse blade dragon teeth and the infinite cannon both reached the quality of advanced mysterious weapons.

The three superpowers of the Spirit Nest, Shadow Domain, and Black Mountain and White Water have also been further strengthened.

However, these are not Wang Qiong's biggest gains.

"The Holy Fire Tomb is my blessed place! I will come back!" Wang Qiong looked back and looked deep in the Holy Fire Tomb, and the last picture appeared in his mind.

The black hills stand like a huge tombstone in the depths of the Holy Fire Tomb.

At that time, Wang Qiong's clothes were torn, his body was stained with blood, and his ferocious injuries could not even recover from the Yuanqi Pool.

In the darkness, the surging figure conveys fluctuations that are not like humans.

"You are still too weak. Even if you have black fire, you cannot exert its true value." The cold voice echoed in the hills for a long time.

Wang Qiong was horrified, his eyes trembled, and he couldn't believe it.

"Who are you?"

Under the influence of the spirit nest, the other party has not yet dispersed.

"Will you be worthy of that donkey protect you with his life?" The cold voice did not answer, but instead mocked.

"Who are you?" Wang Qiong shouted in a low voice.

The corpses buried on this hill are of great significance.

In fact, this black hill did not exist originally.

"It's so sad. The donkey originally put all his hopes on the little fat man, but later, he met you again." A cold voice said indifferently.

"The heaven does not communicate with the earth, and the man does not communicate with the gods. The bloodline of that clan has been cursed from you. Where do you think the future path is?"

"Are you a member of the royal family?" Wang Qiong said from afar.

Suddenly, the figure hidden in the darkness fell silent.

After a while, it continued to ring.

"The origin of that clan can be traced back to the beginning of the birth of the fire, and before the founding of Zoroastrianism... They represent the balance of all things and the truth of the world!"

"Nonsense! Just because they have absolute power?" Wang Qiong gritted his teeth.

The memories of childhood come like a tide.

The only thing that the clan left him was destruction and pain.

Even today, they are chasing like nightmare, and even the donkey Master is affected. This seems to be an unbreakable bond.

One day, he will return to that clan.

"When the sage left the Palace of Light and founded the Academy of Light, he once said that this is the last fire of mankind... I hope that day will never come." A cold voice fell slowly, as if it would be permanently silent in the long and cold darkness.

"Wang Qiong, one day, you will come back! At that time, your power will be unprecedentedly powerful..."

The cold sounds are getting farther and farther away.

"In the end, it's time for you to take away what belongs to you."

The cold words dissipated into the world, like murmuring in a dream.

"What belongs to me?" Wang Qiong widened his eyes.

Suddenly, the black hill disappeared and disappeared into the long holy fire tomb.

There was only a mist in front of Wang Qiong.

In a trance, a phantom slowly emerged from the mist and became more and more real.

"This is……"

Suddenly, Wang Qiong's body was stiff and as if he was hit by an electric shock, and a trace of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.

"Black lotus platform!?"

The third black lotus platform was actually hidden in the Holy Fire Tomb!

Buzz...

The light and shadow shattered, and Wang Qiong's thoughts returned to reality.

He looked back again and looked at the mysterious Holy Fire Tomb.

"I'll come again!"

He murmured, stepped out of the Holy Fire Tomb.

"Senior Brother!" Wu Shier shouted, and before he finished speaking, Wang Qiong was gone.

The entrance to the Holy Fire Tomb.

The old man in yellow robe suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked sideways.

"Boy, you came out so soon? Hum? You..." The old man in the yellow robe was about to tease for a few words, but suddenly his expression was slightly condensed.
To be continued...
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